I am Miss Chency

Okay fine~~ Since I start abandoned my bloggie, I just know it that the dusts are everywhere now…

My life still busy with my asshole assignments now. I need to rush like hell but my bitchy friends seem look enjoying their holidays now… Envy la…

I don’t know what I busy‘ing’ with? Just because of one asshole certificate that makes my future life better.

WHY EVERYONE KEEP BUSY‘ING’ FOR MONEY??? FUCK MY LIFE!!!

Money$$ are the most evil things that I ever seen but also the most happiness things ever!!!

WHY?? Who create money?? What a realistic life!!

Yesterday I went to Starbuck for a drink and when the waiter asking for my name, 

I said, “Miss.Chency, Thank you.” .

And he replied me, “Miss.Jessy?”

I replied him, “No. Is Chen….cy”

AND HE STUCK HIS BRAIN FOR A LITTLE WHILE…

He replied me back, “Okay, please paid your orders at counter, thank you.”

Once I paid and grabbed my drink and I saw the drink with the name, “MS.JESSY”

I was just….. 

I don’t know why almost all strangers get wrong with my name when they asked for it.

Jessy, Chealsea, Charlie or any others name me listening before.

I think ‘C.H.E.N.C.Y’ not that hard to listen and I quite sure my pronunciation are 99% accurate.

Or maybe that 1% makes lotsa peoples mis-listening to?

If I buy Iphone 4S, I sure will argue with it and it will say to me, “What the fuck you talking about?”

Trololololololol~~